Friday, 13 March 2020

Deadly Women Volume 8


20 classic true crime cases of women who kill, including;


Beth Carpenter: When a male stripper turns up dead, the last person you’d suspect is an up-and-coming young lawyer.

Penny Bjorkland: A demure and pretty teen with an odd obsession – she wants to know what it feels like to kill someone.

Kelly Silk: When mental health problems take over a young mother’s life, no one is safe – not even her loving husband and precious children.

Joyce Chant: Joyce had endured years of abuse at the hands of her sadistic husband. At some point, a woman has to say, “enough.”

Sandy Cain: A bored dental hygienist gets lured into a master/slave relationship by an online predator – his mistake.

Sheila LaBarre: They called her “Crazy Sheila,” a more than appropriate nickname for this gun-toting, knife-wielding, femme fatale.

Michelle Michael: A deadly fire, a $500,000 inheritance, an obvious suspect. Her alibi seems unbreakable. But is it?

Lastania Abarta: Chico Forster was a player, who used up his conquests and then cast them aside. He’s picked the wrong woman this time.



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Friday, 14 February 2020

Dead Men Walking Volume 4



Some killers get away with murder. Others pay the ultimate price.

50 American killers who were put to death for their horrendous deeds, including;

Randy Greenawalt: Already serving a life term, Greenawalt escaped from prison to murder a family of four.

Richard Bible: Pedophile killer executed for the abduction, rape, and murder of a nine-year-old girl.

Brian Steckel: After raping a woman in her apartment, Steckel started a fire that burned his victim to death.

Carlos Granados: Habitual offender who knifed his girlfriend during and argument and also attacked her 3-year-old son. The boy died.

Joseph Trueblood: Murdered a young mother and her two infant children after she told him that their relationship was over.

Daryl Holton: Gunned down his four young children in order to get back at his estranged wife.

Curtis Harris: Harris and his brother murdered a Good Samaritan motorist after the man stopped to help them with their broken down vehicle.

Martha Place: The quintessential evil stepmother, Place forced her stepdaughter to drink acid, then hacked her to death with an axe.

Clarence Richeson: Baptist minister who was executed for murdering his pregnant fiancée.

Roger Coleman: A controversial case. Coleman swore he was innocent of the rape and murder of his 19-year-old sister-in-law. The evidence says otherwise.

Plus 40 more riveting true crime cases. Click here to get your copy now


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Saturday, 11 January 2020

Murder Most Vile Volume 28



 18 classic true crime cases from around the world, including;


Kill Me Twice: When a young girl is savagely raped and murdered, her sister struggles to come to terms with her death. Thus are the seeds of yet another tragedy sown.

The To Do List: A much-loved sportscaster becomes the prime suspect in the murder of his wife. His alibi appears solid but is undone by one glaring oversight.

Twisted: The victim lay face down on the bed, the back of his head obliterated. It looked like a botched robbery but something bothered detectives. The man’s shorts were on backwards.

The Ripper’s Apprentice: We all have our heroes. For Anthony Arkwright, it was Peter Sutcliffe, the Yorkshire Ripper.

Hate Crime: Shawna was obsessed with her married lover. The only thing standing in the way of her happiness was the man’s wife. She had a plan for that.

Dearly Departed: Marie had lived a tragic life, with so many of her relatives dying before their time. At least she had a steady stream of bequests to ease her suffering.

The Body on the Train: The trunk gave off an offensive smell and, on inspection, turned out to contain the mutilated remains of a middle-aged man. Who was he and why had he been killed?

Friend Request: An online predator lures a naïve teenager into a face-to-face meeting. What happens next is both tragic and shocking.



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Saturday, 14 December 2019

Killer Kids Volume 5



 22 shocking true stories of kids who kill, including;


Jason Gamache: A game of hide-and-seek turns deadly when a little girl is beaten to death. But who killed her? Could it be her 15-year-old neighbor?

Daphne Abdela & Christopher Vasquez: A bored little rich girl and her lackey boyfriend are on the prowl in Central Park, looking for someone to kill.

Sean Pica: What if a close friend asked you to murder her father? What if she claimed that he’d been sexually abusing her for years?

Rafael Solich: He was the weird kid in class, the one who dressed all in black and claimed to be a Satanist. All of his classmates avoided him. They were wise to.

Anthony Santo: There’s a serial killer loose on the streets of New York – and he’s just 14 years old.

Brandon McInerney: Pushed to the edge by the constant, unwanted sexual advances of a male classmate, a teenager decides to arm himself. Tragedy ensues.

Rickie & Danny Preddie: Barely into their teens, the Preddie brothers were already hardened criminals. They also committed one of Britain’s most high-profile murders.

Jennifer Tombs: Problem child Jennifer was an embarrassment of her mom, the local pastor. Embarrassment does not even begin to cover what she did next.



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Tuesday, 12 November 2019

50 American Serial Killers You've Probably Never Heard Of Vol. 8

At any given time there are between 30 and 50 serial killers roaming the streets of America. These are their stories. 

50 chilling true crime cases including;

James Walraven: Known as the “Bathtub Strangler” Walraven raped and murdered three women in DeKalb County, Georgia.

James Debardeleben: When the US secret service started tracking an elusive conterfeiter known as the ‘Mall Passer,’ they had no idea that the same man was also a serial killer.

Michael Gargiulo: Wannabe actor who targeted beautiful models and starlets. Among his victims was a girlfriend of Hollywood star, Ashton Kutcher.

Warren Bland: A killer with an unnaturally high sex drive, Bland raped, tortured, and killed countless women and young girls.

Horace Kelly: Riverside County killer who shot his victims from behind and then had sex with their corpses.

Thomas Huskey: Know as 'Zoo Man,' Huskey always insisted that prostitutes go with him to the city zoo for sex. Some of them never returned.

Hugh Morse: Former Marine who graduated from Peeping Tom to a sex killer. Among his victims were a 69-year-old woman and a nine-year-old girl.

James Ritchie: He was a Straight-A student and star athlete. But something went wrong in James Ritchie’s life. He ended up as one of Alaska’s most feared serial killers.

Darrell Ferguson: A huge man, Ferguson stabbed, kicked, and stomped eight frail, elderly victims to death.

Reginald Oates: Oates was just 18 years old when he lured four pre-teen boys to Baltimore’s Leakin Park, where he raped, murdered, and mutilated them.




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Friday, 11 October 2019

Murder Most Vile Volume 27



 18 classic true crime cases from around the world, including;


Ultimate Betrayal: When Straight-A student Jennifer’s grades start slipping, she resorts to deception to keep her demanding parents happy. How far will she go to keep her secret?

Death on a Spring Day: A savage murder, a bungled investigation, a killer who is never caught. Forty years later, DNA evidence clears the prime suspect. So who killed Jean Welch?

For the Love of God: The seven-year-old had been beaten to death by his own mother. His crime? Failing to memorize a religious text.

Cabin 28: It was a massacre, committed in a small cabin in a backwoods town. The police should have brought the killer to justice. So why didn’t they?

Happy Never After: Sex, Satanism and murder are the themes of this startling tale involving a group of teachers at an exclusive high school.

Mixed Blessings: When mutilated body parts turn up on a dockside in New Jersey, the hunt is on to find a killer. The case will take some unexpected twists.

The Horrible Death of Red-Hot Carla: Porn star Carla was dead, her once beautiful face obliterated by four bullets. She had left behind a note naming her killer.

Murder in the Playroom: Culture dictated that Rahan’s wife should obey him in everything. Imagine his response when he heard rumors that she was having an affair.



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Friday, 13 September 2019

Blood Will Tell



The young woman’s name was Liz. She was 17 years old, blonde, and petitely built. People told her that she was pretty and that she looked even younger than her years. Liz had a steady boyfriend, but on the evening of Saturday, June 7, 1987, they got into an argument at a pub in the Wigston town center. Liz then stormed out, saying that she was going to walk to her home in nearby Oadby, just over a mile and a half away. It was almost midnight when she started along the road leading to the A6, the main artery between the two towns. Walking would take her about 25 minutes, but Liz wasn’t keen on the long slog, and so she decided to hitch a ride. She’d just stuck out her thumb when a blue Fiat pulled up beside her and a man leaned across the front seat. “Where are you off to, m’duck?” he asked, using an affectionate form of address that was common in Leicestershire.

Normally, Liz would have been wary of accepting a ride from a lone man. But she was still fuming over the row with her boyfriend and probably not thinking straight. Besides, the man looked ordinary enough. She figured him to be around thirty, tall, with an athletic build that was just beginning to turn flabby. He had a head of blondish-brown hair that receded from his forehead and a neatly-trimmed beard and moustache. His face was open, with sleepy eyes and full lips that made him look almost boyish. And he had a pleasant smile. It was the smile that won her over. “I’m going to Oadby,” she said. “Can you help?”

“That’s on my way,” the man said. “Get in.”

And so Liz got into the car, pulled the seatbelt across her chest and settled in for the short drive. “You’re not a rapist, are you?” she asked with a nervous giggle. To this, the man only chuckled. He then asked her name. “Liz,” she said. He didn’t offer his in return, and Liz didn’t see much point in asking. She figured that she’d spend no more than a few minutes in the car before he dropped her off.

But they’d covered barely a half-mile when Liz began to have second thoughts about accepting the ride. The man, who had been so friendly when he’d stopped for her, had fallen silent. Now he stared blankly at the road in front of him, his jaw clenched. By the yellow light of the overhead streetlamps, she noticed his tense grip on the steering wheel. Suddenly, inexplicably, she felt afraid. “Where do you live?” she asked him nervously.

“What?”

“You said Oadby was on your way. Do you live in …?”

“No,” he interrupted, speaking in a dead, flat tone. Up ahead was a sign indicating the turn he’d have to take to drop her off. He was driving too fast. He was going to miss it.
“That’s the turning,” Liz prompted. In response, the man put his foot down and they sped past, leaving the junction behind them.

Now Liz was panicking. “I want to get out,” she told the driver, first with a feeble attempt at assertiveness, then with a desperate plea. “Let me out!” But the man wasn’t listening. He kept his foot firmly pressed to the Fiat’s accelerator pedal, taking them away from the A6, away from the lights of Oadby, away from safety. Ahead of them was a dark expanse of country lane that seemed to stretch into oblivion. 

“Stop the car,” Liz wailed. “Let me out!” It was as though her abductor hadn’t heard. His hands remained firmly on the wheel, his eyes on the road, his foot to the floor. “Please,” Liz implored. She might as well have been talking to herself. Desperate, she considered the crazy notion of flipping the door open and throwing herself from the vehicle. But they were going too fast. The fall would probably kill her. She was trapped, trapped and in deep trouble. She knew instinctively that if she allowed this strange man to drive her any further into the night, she was going to be hurt, probably raped, maybe even killed.

And so Liz made a decision. She decided not to be a victim. Reaching across, she got a grip on the steering wheel and gave it a hard twist to the left. The effect was dramatic. The Fiat veered sharply, dangerously across the tarmac. Caught by surprise, the driver was powerless to stop it. He stepped hard on the brake, simultaneously letting out a scream that was part surprise, part terror. “We’re going to crash!” he bawled as they slid dangerously toward the shoulder in a banshee screech of rubber and metal. Liz braced herself for the coming collision, eyes fixed in horror on the dark shapes of vegetation rushing toward her. Then the brakes locked, throwing her hard against the door as the car spun and shuddered to a halt just inches from the road’s edge.

For one brief moment, everything was silent, broken only by the ticking of the car’s stressed engine block. Then Liz was crying, her panic giving way to a curious mix of fear and relief. She had survived the crash. Now she was stuck out here in the middle of nowhere with a man who was probably a psychopath, a man who likely meant to harm her.

Except that the near accident seemed to have snapped the menace right out of Liz’s abductor. Before, he’d seemed focused on delivering her to some remote location, to do whatever it was he intended. Now, he seemed confused as to what he should do next. He sounded almost like a spoiled child as he whined, “I thought this was what you wanted. I thought you wanted it.” Then he added, as though it excused everything, “I’ve had a drink or two, you know.”

“I can drive if you’ve been drinking,” Liz sobbed, but the man had already twisted the key, sparking the ignition into life.

“I haven’t hurt you yet, have I?” he said, placing a hand on her knee.
If that was meant to reassure her, it had the opposite effect. Liz recoiled from his touch as a fresh wave of panic hit her. The innocuous word “yet” suddenly seemed like the most dangerous utterance in the world. “I haven’t hurt you yet,” he’d said. Did that mean that he still meant to harm her?

The question was answered when the man threw the car into gear and made a three-point turn in the road. Moments later, they were driving in silence, heading back towards Oadby. At the intersection with the A6, she asked to be let out, and he pulled the car to the side of the road, reached across her and levered the passenger door open. That put his face just inches from hers.

“Give us a kiss then,” he demanded, but Liz was already on the move, squirming from his grasp, landing butt-first on the tarmac but immediately bouncing to her feet and sprinting away. As she ran, she could hear him shouting after her, “I bet you’ll never accept a lift again!” He was one-hundred-percent correct on that score.

In the days following her abduction, Liz thought several times about going to the police. Eventually, she decided against it. What was she going to tell them? That she’d been foolish enough to get into a car with a stranger and that he’d scared her by driving too fast? No, that wouldn’t do. It would only make her look stupid.

In fact, Liz decided to keep the entire episode to herself, not even telling her family or her boyfriend. It was only later that she found out how lucky she’d been. The man who’d picked her up was a monster, a sex-crazed psychopath who had already raped and murdered two 15-year-old schoolgirls.


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